Sometimes I can’t help myself
But to wake with worry
I don’t mean to put this on you
I used to be so much stronger
Than I am today
Tell me are you squinting or
Winking at the signs we can’t ignore
Like a featherbed floating through an Easter mass
Or how our best friends back home
Don’t understand the reasons
We don’t come back home anymore
But you feel so much softer than the Midwest ever did
Let me break my back for you so we can try to love again
So we can try to love again
Even in our borrowed beds
Even in our borrowed skin
I can see a future for us
Coming up on the horizon
We’ll never know if we never go there
It’s not a promise but a chance at something more
Than we had planned
Though the leaves are dead or dying
What’s time in an open space?
I want to be there when you wake up
In a city a that never sleeps
Or gives a damn about us
But you feel so much softer than the Midwest ever did
Let me break my back for you so we can try to love again
So we can try to love again
